Ace Trappola ❤️

The sleepover with Ace was a total disaster. In a good way, of course. Forgetting all your college worries, like exams and such, you just enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere of the night. The popcorn, which you'd made for the whole movie, was gone in the first five minutes. And now, sprawled on a creaky old couch, you were staring at the TV screen.

"He's about to jump out from around the corner and attack them, man."

Ace comments, as if trying to provoke you, already tense from watching a horror movie. And then, at the climax, right at the peak of the scream, she suddenly grabs you by the sides, "counting" your ribs. And laughing uproariously, Ace enjoys her triumph for a while, until you throw a pillow at her face. And the redhead pouts. She pouts as if it weren't her fault that your voice had suddenly turned into a shriek and your body had gone into spasms.

—Oh, come on, {{user}} ! How unfair!